Well, after beating the game, I decided to write this. I don't expect it to
be much, as I have a hard time committing myself to stuff (kinda lucky I
don't have a boyfriend then, don't you agree?). Just try and be patient
with me. It won't be good quite yet, 'cuz I'm just starting it right now.
Once I get into the main story, I promise it'll be more exciting. This is
only my second fic (I know, I know, I should have finished my other one
first), so I haven't had much practice. I mean it though, it'll start
getting good once I get into battles 'n stuff. I really can put things into
good detail. Anyway, ready to read the story and stop listenin' to me?
Thought so.
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Two of Mrs. Brownly's students sat chatting casually in the back of the English classroom. It was the final day of their 11th grade year at Bale High School, and they were more than ready for the summer vacation. Since they're going to be a couple of the main characters in this story, let's take some time to describe these two. Shall we?
The shorter girl, only about five feet tall, was a Wingly from Ulara. Her name was Gwen Sahn, a.k.a., Gweni. Her eyes were the same hue as an eagle's, but they didn't have that wild, untamed look; instead, her golden, glimmering eyes seemed to calm people. Gwen's hair was a platinum lavender, highlighted with bright violet streaks. Most of it stopped a little past shoulder-length, but her bangs to fell just below her waist. She usually had a cheerful, energetic countenance, but would even get in her teachers' faces if they didn't treat her right. Oh, and about her special quality, she had a few outstanding talents. While she still had the magical wings of her race, she lacked the rest of the Wingly powers. What Gwen did have was an incredible mind! Her psychic powers included, but weren't limited to, telepathy, telekinesis, and manipulation.
The second teenager was known as Jenifer Blaise. She had been born in the village of Rouge. After being orphaned, Jeni, as most called her, went with her cousin's family to Fletz. And then, they moved to Bale. Jenifer's currently living with her cousin, Conner Xavier, not too far from the high school. Most people would call her a rebel, bad ass, or just plain mean. Well, rebel and bad ass describe her, but not mean. She was actually a really nice person if you gave her a chance. Her coal black eyes reflected her attitude; she could either stare you down or quell your fears. Jenifer was also quite creative, as you could see by looking at her hair. Most of it was jet black, and fell to the hem of her jeans, but was full of streaks of blue, red, silver, and gold. Her talent was this: remarkable speed and agility! She had practiced the art of her hometown since she was old enough to understand what it was, and had tested the limits of her mind and body several times. Don't go thinking that she never hurt herself by doing this, because she definately did. She had the scars to prove it! But her wounds had only made her more determined to become stronger. In other words, even Gwen's telekinesis couldn't throw her around; she was just to quick for her friend to concentrate on her!
Speaking of their friendship, the two were hardly anything alike. Yet somehow, they stayed the best of friends. No one could see how. Gwen would rather read a romance novel than flirt with a guy (except for one particular person!), while Jenifer enjoyed chasing hotties around the mall. Jeni would like nothing more than to travel the world, yet Gweni liked how things were going for her at home. Jenifer hated camping, but Gwen was at home in the woods. One thing they did have in common was Bale High's Sparring team. They loved the arena, and were often called the "Lovely Dragoons", as they were a couple of the Bale High Dragon Knights' best fighters!
Now, I think we know enough about these two for now, so let's continue with the rest of the story.
Gwen checked her watch as Jenifer continued to tell her about her new shirt. "It's really cool. The sleeves are a bit torn up for design, and it's camo. I also got a pair of pants to match. They're jean with camoflauge near the hem of the right leg, and there's a pocket somewhere below the knee on the other leg."
"Oh, neat! Where'd ya get 'em?" Gwen asked as she tapped her watch's lens. She hadn't quite noticed that the battery had died two days ago.
"I got them over at the mall yesterday." Jenifer replied in a mumble. She had been watching her friend trying to decide why her watch read 10:30, instead of the same time as the classroom's clock, which was 3:10. Jenifer sighed. Her friend was actually very smart, and her near perfect grades reflected it, but she could be a bit dingy at times. "Gweni, dear child, it died! And who knows how long ago!"
She raised an eyebrow and finally noticed that the hands simply weren't moving. "Yep, yer right! It died." with that she removed the battery, replaced the back of her watch, and chucked the battery into the trash can. "I can get a new battery after school. Oh, who's pickin' us up?"
"Conner is. Remember, you're spending the night with me this weekend."
"Oh yeah! That's right! I guess I sorta forgot." Gwen said sheepishly. The Wingly could also be very forgetful.
It was Jenifer's turn to raise an eyebrow. "You've been to and from your locker all day, Gweni girl. Didn't you once, just once, even notice your backpack stuffed full of clothes in that tiny thing these people expect us to keep our books in?"
"Well yeah I gue--" she was interrupted by the bell. "Boo-yah!"
As the students left the class, each one wished Mrs. Brownly a great vacation. The teacher gave both Jenifer and Gwen a hug as they approached the door. "I want to see the both of you back in this room in two months, got it?"
"Don't worry about it, Mrs. Brownly. Me 'n Jeni can take care of ourselves! Good-bye!"
"Bye, Mrs. Brownly," Jenifer said with a warm smile. "We'll miss you so much!"
"I'll miss the rest of you, too, girls. Be ready to tell me all about your vacation when you get back."
The girls nodded as they walked off. As soon as they had grabbed their bags and cleaned out their lockers, they were outside. Conner was waiting for them in his old truck. It was brown, with no tailgate, and had a dent in the left door. It was a beat up old thing, but ran well, and had great gas mileage. He was especially proud of the stereo system, which he had constructed and installed himself.
"You two got everything? I'm not making a trip back here." Conner warned after the two had climbed in.
"Hold on a sec," Jenifer said as she turned Gwen's face towards her. "Don't tell me you forgot you glasses in your locker again."
Gwen held up her glasses in one hand and a blue cloth in the other. "I had been cleaning them. Trust me, everything's out of that locker. Everything, down to the last bit of scrap paper!"
"Then let's go home. It's my night to do laundry, and I've gotta get started." Conner said as he started up the engine and drove off.
***
As Gwen, Conner, and Jenifer enjoyed a rather calm evening, other things were happening in the world. It had been years since anyone had seen the Dragoons. Some supposed it was because the legendary Knights weren't needed anymore. Others thought it was just a matter of time before they would return. Those who thought the Dragoons never existed, or would never be again, were fools.
Somewhere in an untouched bay, on a muddy little bit of land, the Red- Eye and Dark Dragoon Spirits began to glow. Slightly at first, but then with a hightened intensity, until they appeared to no longer be solid objects, but made completely of light!
The same thing was happening to the Blue Sea Spirit in Lohan! The Golden and Violet Spirits were resonating in Rouge. Light was pouring from the Jade Spirit in Bale, and from the White Silver Spirit in Deningrad. The Divine Spirit had begun to shine in Seles. And as each of the Dragoon Spirits began to glow even brighter, they started to lift from whatever surface they had been. In the next moment, people were standing beside them! Each person was the last owner of the Spirits.
Meru stared excitedly around herself as she held her Spirit. She could tell what was about to go down. Rose was silent with thought. Zeig looked thoughtfully down at his Spirit. The two looked up at each other and nodded. Dart stared off into the distance as the Divine Spirit continued to shimmer. Kongol and Haschel laughed as they remembered the time the Giganto had accidently flipped off of the Rouge training platform and into the sea. Miranda readied her bow and arrows in anticipation for what was to come. Albert took a few moments to stare out over Bale, glanced at Lavitz Slambert's old home, and then walked into the throne room. That place had been where Shana and Dart had waited for Lavitz the first time he had met them. Looking at his Spirit, Albert noticed something.
When he had been on the balcony, the highest point in Bale, the Spirit had been shining brighter. He took it back outside, and it shimmered even more brilliantly. Why was this happening? But then it hit him. Why else would his soul have been allowed to return to earth? Something was happening, and he knew what had to be done. He couldn't be a Dragon Knight any more, but someone else could. His mind was made up. He would find the next Jade Dragoon!
In a flash of emerald green light, he had dissappeared with the Jade Dragoon Spirit.
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Two of Mrs. Brownly's students sat chatting casually in the back of the English classroom. It was the final day of their 11th grade year at Bale High School, and they were more than ready for the summer vacation. Since they're going to be a couple of the main characters in this story, let's take some time to describe these two. Shall we?
The shorter girl, only about five feet tall, was a Wingly from Ulara. Her name was Gwen Sahn, a.k.a., Gweni. Her eyes were the same hue as an eagle's, but they didn't have that wild, untamed look; instead, her golden, glimmering eyes seemed to calm people. Gwen's hair was a platinum lavender, highlighted with bright violet streaks. Most of it stopped a little past shoulder-length, but her bangs to fell just below her waist. She usually had a cheerful, energetic countenance, but would even get in her teachers' faces if they didn't treat her right. Oh, and about her special quality, she had a few outstanding talents. While she still had the magical wings of her race, she lacked the rest of the Wingly powers. What Gwen did have was an incredible mind! Her psychic powers included, but weren't limited to, telepathy, telekinesis, and manipulation.
The second teenager was known as Jenifer Blaise. She had been born in the village of Rouge. After being orphaned, Jeni, as most called her, went with her cousin's family to Fletz. And then, they moved to Bale. Jenifer's currently living with her cousin, Conner Xavier, not too far from the high school. Most people would call her a rebel, bad ass, or just plain mean. Well, rebel and bad ass describe her, but not mean. She was actually a really nice person if you gave her a chance. Her coal black eyes reflected her attitude; she could either stare you down or quell your fears. Jenifer was also quite creative, as you could see by looking at her hair. Most of it was jet black, and fell to the hem of her jeans, but was full of streaks of blue, red, silver, and gold. Her talent was this: remarkable speed and agility! She had practiced the art of her hometown since she was old enough to understand what it was, and had tested the limits of her mind and body several times. Don't go thinking that she never hurt herself by doing this, because she definately did. She had the scars to prove it! But her wounds had only made her more determined to become stronger. In other words, even Gwen's telekinesis couldn't throw her around; she was just to quick for her friend to concentrate on her!
Speaking of their friendship, the two were hardly anything alike. Yet somehow, they stayed the best of friends. No one could see how. Gwen would rather read a romance novel than flirt with a guy (except for one particular person!), while Jenifer enjoyed chasing hotties around the mall. Jeni would like nothing more than to travel the world, yet Gweni liked how things were going for her at home. Jenifer hated camping, but Gwen was at home in the woods. One thing they did have in common was Bale High's Sparring team. They loved the arena, and were often called the "Lovely Dragoons", as they were a couple of the Bale High Dragon Knights' best fighters!
Now, I think we know enough about these two for now, so let's continue with the rest of the story.
Gwen checked her watch as Jenifer continued to tell her about her new shirt. "It's really cool. The sleeves are a bit torn up for design, and it's camo. I also got a pair of pants to match. They're jean with camoflauge near the hem of the right leg, and there's a pocket somewhere below the knee on the other leg."
"Oh, neat! Where'd ya get 'em?" Gwen asked as she tapped her watch's lens. She hadn't quite noticed that the battery had died two days ago.
"I got them over at the mall yesterday." Jenifer replied in a mumble. She had been watching her friend trying to decide why her watch read 10:30, instead of the same time as the classroom's clock, which was 3:10. Jenifer sighed. Her friend was actually very smart, and her near perfect grades reflected it, but she could be a bit dingy at times. "Gweni, dear child, it died! And who knows how long ago!"
She raised an eyebrow and finally noticed that the hands simply weren't moving. "Yep, yer right! It died." with that she removed the battery, replaced the back of her watch, and chucked the battery into the trash can. "I can get a new battery after school. Oh, who's pickin' us up?"
"Conner is. Remember, you're spending the night with me this weekend."
"Oh yeah! That's right! I guess I sorta forgot." Gwen said sheepishly. The Wingly could also be very forgetful.
It was Jenifer's turn to raise an eyebrow. "You've been to and from your locker all day, Gweni girl. Didn't you once, just once, even notice your backpack stuffed full of clothes in that tiny thing these people expect us to keep our books in?"
"Well yeah I gue--" she was interrupted by the bell. "Boo-yah!"
As the students left the class, each one wished Mrs. Brownly a great vacation. The teacher gave both Jenifer and Gwen a hug as they approached the door. "I want to see the both of you back in this room in two months, got it?"
"Don't worry about it, Mrs. Brownly. Me 'n Jeni can take care of ourselves! Good-bye!"
"Bye, Mrs. Brownly," Jenifer said with a warm smile. "We'll miss you so much!"
"I'll miss the rest of you, too, girls. Be ready to tell me all about your vacation when you get back."
The girls nodded as they walked off. As soon as they had grabbed their bags and cleaned out their lockers, they were outside. Conner was waiting for them in his old truck. It was brown, with no tailgate, and had a dent in the left door. It was a beat up old thing, but ran well, and had great gas mileage. He was especially proud of the stereo system, which he had constructed and installed himself.
"You two got everything? I'm not making a trip back here." Conner warned after the two had climbed in.
"Hold on a sec," Jenifer said as she turned Gwen's face towards her. "Don't tell me you forgot you glasses in your locker again."
Gwen held up her glasses in one hand and a blue cloth in the other. "I had been cleaning them. Trust me, everything's out of that locker. Everything, down to the last bit of scrap paper!"
"Then let's go home. It's my night to do laundry, and I've gotta get started." Conner said as he started up the engine and drove off.
***
As Gwen, Conner, and Jenifer enjoyed a rather calm evening, other things were happening in the world. It had been years since anyone had seen the Dragoons. Some supposed it was because the legendary Knights weren't needed anymore. Others thought it was just a matter of time before they would return. Those who thought the Dragoons never existed, or would never be again, were fools.
Somewhere in an untouched bay, on a muddy little bit of land, the Red- Eye and Dark Dragoon Spirits began to glow. Slightly at first, but then with a hightened intensity, until they appeared to no longer be solid objects, but made completely of light!
The same thing was happening to the Blue Sea Spirit in Lohan! The Golden and Violet Spirits were resonating in Rouge. Light was pouring from the Jade Spirit in Bale, and from the White Silver Spirit in Deningrad. The Divine Spirit had begun to shine in Seles. And as each of the Dragoon Spirits began to glow even brighter, they started to lift from whatever surface they had been. In the next moment, people were standing beside them! Each person was the last owner of the Spirits.
Meru stared excitedly around herself as she held her Spirit. She could tell what was about to go down. Rose was silent with thought. Zeig looked thoughtfully down at his Spirit. The two looked up at each other and nodded. Dart stared off into the distance as the Divine Spirit continued to shimmer. Kongol and Haschel laughed as they remembered the time the Giganto had accidently flipped off of the Rouge training platform and into the sea. Miranda readied her bow and arrows in anticipation for what was to come. Albert took a few moments to stare out over Bale, glanced at Lavitz Slambert's old home, and then walked into the throne room. That place had been where Shana and Dart had waited for Lavitz the first time he had met them. Looking at his Spirit, Albert noticed something.
When he had been on the balcony, the highest point in Bale, the Spirit had been shining brighter. He took it back outside, and it shimmered even more brilliantly. Why was this happening? But then it hit him. Why else would his soul have been allowed to return to earth? Something was happening, and he knew what had to be done. He couldn't be a Dragon Knight any more, but someone else could. His mind was made up. He would find the next Jade Dragoon!
In a flash of emerald green light, he had dissappeared with the Jade Dragoon Spirit.